My last post may or may not have been a little too optimistic [the comparative got me carried away there for a moment], something I intend to make up for today with a more serious post on a gloomier subject. As I have to read my favorite Russian paper online these days, I stumbled on an article this morning that made me very sad: «Не все дома» [this article has made use of an idiom in the title, which can be translated literally – “Not everybody is home” (as is what I suppose the author of the text was going for) – or with English idioms of the same kind, such as ‘nobody’s home’, ‘not all there’, ‘to be gone in the upper storey’, ‘to not have all the horses in the stable’, ‘not the brightest crayon in the box’, ‘to be eighteen bob in the pound’ and so forth]. The article is about how the Russian tradition of «идти в гости (к кому-нибудь)» [visit, pay a visit, go on a visit (to someone)] is dying as Russians are more inclined these days to meet up with friends in coffee shops. To a person like me, who can’t come up with anything I love more than being invited over to someone else’s house (this is perhaps mostly due to my Swedish heritage, where being invited over always includes a complete tour of the home, or often house, including all private spaces) this is nothing but a pure disaster. Especially since the Russian way of ‘going as a guest’ includes much more than it generally does in the west – in Russia when they invite you for a cup of tea, that’s not all they have in mind. What they have in mind may perhaps be a cup of tea, but that’s far from everything there is to it; more likely you’ll be treated to a huge dinner that will stretch out into infinity with many courses and wine and then deserts and coffee and vodka and cucumbers and deeply intriguing conversations on life, death, politics, love and the meaning of it all. The article begins as follows:

The best day of my life so far was a sunny day in October 2005 spent in the small town of
Тара [
Tara, located about six hours north of Omsk in Siberia] where this group of six lovely students took me for a picnic after I visited their university. One of them even invited me to spend the night in her home! I did, and her family has my heart forever after that.
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